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The antecedents: Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra: The Ingenious Don Quixote de la Mancha (1605, 1615) Daniel DeFoe: The Adventures of Robinson Crusoe (1719- with many sequels); Moll Flanders (1722) Samuel Richardson: Pamela; or Virtue Rewarded ( 1740) ,
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The antecedents: Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra: The Ingenious Don Quixotede la Mancha (1605, 1615) Daniel DeFoe: The Adventures of Robinson Crusoe (1719- with many sequels); Moll Flanders (1722) Samuel Richardson: Pamela; or Virtue Rewarded (1740) , Clarissa; or the History of a Young Lady (1748) Henry Fielding: An Apology for the Life of Mrs. Shamela Andrews (1741); Joseph Andrews . . . (1742); The History of Tom Jones, a Foundling (1749) Laurence Sterne: The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman in 9 volumes, 1759-1767) Maria Edgeworth: An essay on the Noble Science of Self-Justification (1795) Castle Rackrent (1800) Sir Walter Scott: The Waverly Novels (1814-1829) Jane Austen: Pride and Prejudice (1813) Mary Shelley: Frankenstein; or The Modern Prometheus (1818) The Bronte Family Charlotte (Currer Bell): Jane Eyre (1847) Emily: (Ellis Bell): Wuthering Heights (1847) Anne: (Acton Bell:The Tenant of Wildfell Hall (48) Brother: Branwell (Glass Town saga, childhood tales) L03-04-02-14-252
Former police officer Jess Greenacre is hoping to bury her past—and becoming a runner on a London film set is the change in scenery she needs. But she hadn't planned on running into award-winning actor Luke McKenzie on her very first day…and she certainly hadn't expected the earth-shattering kiss that leaves them both wanting more! Luke has painful memories of his own, but could the honesty he finds in this captivating woman's eyes herald a new start…for both of them? Harlequin Romances
Back of the Book Desperate to save her fathers business, Caitlin Rourke enters a reality-TV contest with one thing on her mind: the prize money! To win she has to convince her family and friends that shes marrying a stranger. As she gets to know her gorgeous fake fiancé, Aiden Flynn, she gets increasingly torn between helping her family and keeping her feelings for Aiden a secret. As their wedding day looms and the cameras roll, theres another surprise in store for Caitlin—her on-screen fiancé could become her off-screen husband! (grammatical and punctuation errors included for nothing!) More. . .
p. 8 • I returned to my book–Bewick's History of British Birds: the letterpress thereof I cared little for, generally speaking; and yet there were certain introductory pages that, child as I was, I could not pass quite as a blank. They were those which treat of the haunts of sea-fowl; of "the solitary rocks and promontories" by them only inhabited; of the coast of Norway, studded with isles from its southern extremity, the Lindeness, or Naze, to the North Cape– • "Where the Northern Ocean, in vast whirls, • Boils round the naked, melancholy isles • Of farthest Thule; and the Atlantic surge • Pours in among the stormy Hebrides." • Nor could I pass unnoticed the suggestion of the bleak shores of Lapland, Siberia, Spitzbergen, Nova Zembla, Iceland, Greenland, with "the vast sweep of the Arctic Zone, and those forlorn regions of dreary space,–that reservoir of frost and snow, where firm fields of ice, the accumulation of centuries of winters, glazed in Alpine heights above heights, surround the pole, and concentre the multiplied rigours of extreme cold." Of these death-white realms I formed an idea of my own: shadowy, like all the half-comprehended notions that float dim through children's brains, but strangely impressive. The words in these introductory pages connected themselves with the succeeding vignettes, and gave significance to the rock standing up alone in a sea of billow and spray; to the broken boat stranded on a desolate coast; to the cold and ghastly moon glancing through bars of cloud at a wreck just sinking. • I cannot tell what sentiment haunted the quite solitary churchyard, with its inscribed headstone; its gate, its two trees, its low horizon, girdled by a broken wall, and its newly-risen crescent, attesting the hour of eventide. • The two ships becalmed on a torpid sea, I believed to be marine phantoms.
Composing the picture of Jane From the window seat to the red room Continuous juxtaposition: Jane, surrounded: Jack Eliza Georgiana Jane Mrs. Reed Mr. Brocklehurst